04/02/13

notes for a love song, true love can live in a single glance



sometimes life hurts
hurts and slides
slips away like tears on the face
slowly slips
slips away
other times it rolls, rolls
like a stone on the trail, it rolls and crushes all our dreams
all our dreams

but true love can live in one sincere look
in just one quiet glance
and life is all included in your smile,
in your beautiful smile


my life is the road,
is the long way home
 my own home
but still so many rivers I have to cross
so many rivers to cross
to finally be able to say
 I am not afraid,
I am not afraid!

true love can live in one sincere look
in one serene glance
and  life is all included in your beautiful smile,
in your smile

and still I have so many rivers to cross,
 but I am not afraid now because your eyes
and your smile are the bridge, are my way
your smile is the rope that sustains me to the other side
and your smile is my  precise North
 is the compass pointing to the right way
the right way home

true love can live in one serene look
in just one sincere glance
and life is all included in your smile,
in your beautiful smile

but sometimes life hurts
hurts and slides
slips away like tears on the face
slowly slips
slips away
other times it rolls rolls
like a stone on the trail, it rolls and crushes all our dreams
all our dreams

but true love can live in one sincere look
in just one quiet glance
and life is all included in your smile,
in your beautiful smile

life is a dream entirely included in your smile
and it is true that the more time passes, the greater the impatience and the sense of fragility
fragility
  but with you around with your smile in my mind,
 I know that I will find other ways out
I'll find many other ways to get home

and our life is nothing but the road,
 is the long way back home
and the journey now with your peaceful smile next to me
is finally clear and safe
and I fell half way home
halfway to home
notes for a love song, true love can live in a single glance, 
in just one peaceful smile

Marco Bo






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